Graveyard of Sin (115)

[Ghost-Data]

Coming from here (3 years ago lol). Wanted to wait until my update was approved with the new stat system but its been a while and I wanna write :/


Khada had been rampant for too long; assassinating bounties, sleeping in abandoned huts, constantly watching for other bounty hunters... at some point something cracked. He wasn't sure if it was mental, physical, or both. It had happened during his treacherous journey from Takinomori, which was supposed to have been a simple trek--the road would have made it easy, if it were there. All signs of civility had been wiped out, and he ended up lost in the Graveyard's debris-filled wilderness for what felt like lifetimes. When he finally came to, he was kneeling before an unmarked tombstone in prayer.

He stood and took a few steps back. He had no recollection of wanting to here, in this desolate place, let alone worshipping a dead stranger. "How long... Why did I--" Khada looked around himself. He was truly alone in an expanse of charred craters and shattered monuments. "Why did I come here?" he asked himself again.

The crack, it widened.

His eyes came to rest on the unmarked tombstone again and Khada felt his hands tighten into fists. It was not unmarked, but bore his name--his real name before everything... before Khada, the cyborg bounty hunter. Did he die? Was this atonement? He reached out to touch his name but his fingers went through as the image of the stone distorted and shifted. Khada retracted his arm immediately. A hologram, that's all it was. They couldn't possibly know his past, he'd erased it himself--

A cold shiver ran the length of his spine. Who were 'they'? Khada studied the glitching image of his tombstone. And why was he suddenly so convinced that 'they' existed? Something had awoken. The drowned soul had finally taken its first breath. "That's right," Khada murmured absently, "It's why I came here. To break... these chains."

Suddenly Khada reached up with one arm behind his head and ripped an inch-long, card-like implant from its socket behind his ear. He stared pass the slime and blood at the company logo printed there: Arata Laboratories. Them. They did this to him. They killed him and remade him into a machine. Their machine. But no more... He crushed the implant in his palm and watched as the tombstone disappeared completely.

"Now, I take back what is mine," he growled and tossed the bits aside.

Arata had erased their whereabouts from his memories when he went rogue but now he remembered. The crack, every widening, showed Khada many things. Memories--lives--long forgotten. He would never forgive Dr. Kubo for what he'd done. All of Arata Labs had to be destroyed, for they tampered with the most sacred thing of all: life.

Now free of their subliminal programming, Khada turned North. He had to get to the sea--he specifically remembered a White Room from across the sea. Maybe he would remember more along the way.

LLM.

 

[The Mockingjay]

Coming from here
This post marks the beginning of our mission using following elements:
Defeat an enemy without using your ninjutsu (5)
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“This is far enough… the graveyards of sin, an apt place don’t you think?”

Cheryl says as she shoves the woman away from her before adopting a fighting stance. She wastes no time in getting started, charging toward her opponent she goes for a takedown by driving her shoulder into the gut of the opponent and grabbing the legs to trip. Once atop her opponent she quickly pops herself up steps off and drives a couple of kicks into the woman, deliberately dragging her feet through the dirt as she does this to cover the woman in earth.

After three shots the woman catches Cheryl’s leg before barrel rolling toward Cheryl with her leg locked under an arm aiming to either snap Cheryl’s leg or to force her down to the ground, the decision of the Barbie is made very quickly as she drops to the dirt with a tut. Rolling up Cheryl’s body, the bandit lets go of the leg and transitions to a headlock, all her weight resting upon Cheryl’s upper torso as she locks it in.

To release herself from the grip Cheryl grabs a handful of hair and begins to pull as hard as she can, rolling her body to the left and pulling in that direction to force the woman’s weight off of her. Now laying next to each other the pair make eye contact before picking themselves up and starting at it once again, the bandit making the first move as a fist flies at Cheryl’s face. Ducking under the fist Cheryl delivers an uppercut elbow to the woman’s jaw and follows that with a back kick to her gut. With the woman now bent over holding her gut, Cheryl performs a super kick to the hunched woman’s face, the redheads legs almost reaching a full standing split as the bandit leader is driven into the sky by the kicks power. Cheryl then gestures for someone else to jump in before dropping to a knee and placing a hand on her throat, releasing a cough.

 

[Never]

Coming from: here. I'll be contributing with @The Mockingjay in this Mission using the following elements:
- Defeat an enemy without using your ninjutsu (5)

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Lena trailed Cheryl and the Bandit Leader, though she had kept the distance so that the Bandit didn't get spooked and lash out at Cheryl for "having an ally". She didn't really know the terms of this battle, only catching the last bit of their discussion. They had gone quite a distance now, entering another land that knocked Lena quite sick. She had slowed down to take in her surroundings - the history here too. All gone. One of her closest friends; Sado's legacy had been erased just like hers and it was heart-breaking. She didn't expect to see this right now, the Golden Sabbath in ashes. Where was he?

As Lena zoned out on her surroundings she had slowed down a little, she shook her head and looked forward. A Shadow stood there in the misty wasteland, a feminine figure wearing Shinobi gear, a cream color scheme that was dirtied, hooded and a Fox Mask with green-blue markings on it to hide her identity. Lena stopped herself suddenly, surprised - this wasn't either Cheryl or the Bandit. And as soon as Lena stopped and was about to ready herself, she was before her in an instant - in an attacking stand, low, right foot forward and left foot back - arms raised to the sides of her torso. Both hands' index fingers and middle fingers extended together. In a flash of speed that Lena could just about track, but could not react to - the Masked Woman released a barrage of finger strikes into specific parts of Lena's body. She gasped loudly and crumpled to a knee, before lashing out with a strong right back fist - her arm passing straight through white smoke, through blue-green ribbons. A Substitution? Lena held her stomach in pain, looking around. Nothing.

She heard grunting and fighting in the silence. The other two, she had to get to them now - though she could not use her ninjutsu after that, she could feel it off balance. She had no time to heal herself though, this Cheryl was possibly in trouble.

She found the clearing they fought in, quickly examining the scene. From Lena's perspective Cheryl was recovering on her knee, the Bandit in the air, using the momentum to perform a flip, a pissed off expression on her face. Lena just manages to catch the glint of metal as she reaches behind her and draws a blade. Lena tries to perform a handseal, but nothing, her eyes widen before she shoots forward to intercept the Bandit as she comes back down from above a recovering Cheryl, blade in hand in an attempt to slash down at her. Lena steps on Cheryl's back and tackles the Bandit Lena through the air, the Leader surprised by this but with the blade coming down she had thrust the blade down into Lena's back - who roared. Both of them slamming and rolling into the earth.

Spoiler: (Fōringu Hōyō) Falling Embrace

Rank: D
Type: Offensive
Range: Short
Chakra cost: N/A
Damage points: 20
Description: The user runs at the enemy and tackles them, slamming them into the earth.

Lena's rolls eventually into a crouch, sliding across the earth, eyes locked on the bandit. She also recovers, holding her blade which looked slightly like a machete with a more ornate design and cross guard. Without her chakra, Lena's access to Anesidora was limited - luckily she had also brought her Whipsword from Jinshui as well as a backup. Lena drew it into her right hand and spun it in her hand before they both charged at each other.

There was a clash of metal as they both ran passed each other, they spun around and their blades clash again. Lena stared at the Bandit and she stared back, clearly frustrated. The Bandit was slightly faster than Lena, it showed when she unleashed a flurry of slashes and thrusts at Lena, putting her on the defensive as she just about managed to defend them. Without her Sharingan it was harder to track, but she still managed to keep up. Lena needed to turn this around as she was forced back wards. The Bandit did an overhead slash, coming down on Lena. She blocked horizontally above her head to meet it, as the blade clashed Lena stepped to the right and aimed the point of her sword down at the floor - allowing the Bandit's blade to grind and slide down passed the Whipsword. Throwing the Bandit slightly off as she put her weight into it expecting to stop against Lena's initial block.

It was at this moment Lena allowed her blade to become unlinked, the segments of the whipsword coming loose and flowing. The Bandit locked eyes with this and quickly stepped back, Lena brought the whipsword passed her left side and overhead - the metal segments coming as a deadly wave which the Bandit had to calculate what to do. She swiped it away with her blade, deflecting it to the side. But Lena had momentum now, swinging around her stronger right side as it was the sword's hand. Another arcing downwards swipe of all the metal. But the Bandit dodged it instead. Lena spun around and carried the momentum of the sword around as a horizontal swipe. The Bandit jumped over it, becoming parallel with the ground as the whipsword passed under her. Instead of carrying it around to become off guard, Lena retracted the blade to become a normal sword, pulling her right arm back and then thrusting it forward again, unleashing the serpentine thrust at the Bandit. She brought her Machete up to clang with the metal, now feet planted on the ground. But it wasn't deflecting away, it allowed the Whipsword to wrap around the Machete's blade and lock. Lena pulled the blade back to yank the Machete out of the Bandit's hand, she allowed that. Lena brought it back overhead, expecting a bit of resistance - but not receiving any. Lena takes a step back and uses the Machete at the end of her whipsword as her own weapon now. Bring it back down as a diagonal slice, the Bandit deciding to close the little distance between them, sliding on her knees below the attack, arching her back so that it passed right over her head, the tip of the machete slicing her cheek open slightly. She gets to her feet and uses the opening to get to Lena. At the same time, she had fully retracted her blade into it's sword form, the Machete flying off someone to her left as she brought her sword across form left to right. But the Bandit struck Lena's sword-hand with a punch then with the same hand performed a right hook across the Stitched Horror's face. Lena groaned in pain, her head swinging to the side. Missing the Bandit jump and thrust a powerful flying kick into her chest. Lena gets pushed off her feet and onto her back, she rolls over into the wall of mist and through it, her foot not finding anything as she falls off an edge. A Valley hidden by the wasteland's miss. Lena fell out of sight, stabbing her blade into the side of the cliff edge and then hanging there. The Bandit would turn back to Cheryl after seeing Lena fall, stepping towards her whilst rolling up her sleeves.

"You think you could get your friend to jump me? Big Mistake, Bitch. My men must've been pathetic to lose to you."

 

[The Mockingjay]

Watching Lena disappear over a hidden cliffs edge was jarring to Cheryl, but she had seen Lena do many incredible things in their short time together and she trusted that the Alpha wolf wouldn't go own as easily as that... she had to. She had lives on her hands already this day, she was not willing to carry another on her shoulders. The time she'd been given to recover had been greatly appreciated and it was Cheryl's turn to take over this battle once again, the bandit was clearly far more experienced in hand to hand combat than Cheryl was but this Barbie was resourceful, she'd thought her way out of problems before and would do it again, her brain was ticking fast. Cheryl realised she stood little to no chance in a straight fight, she'd catch the bandit off guard, move in unpredictable or different ways to that which she assumed the leader would be used to in face offs... Then it happened, the trigger that finished this battle before it'd even really begun... 'Bitch'. A word Cheryl did and would not allow to pass.

"Not pathetic, no. Just men. Surround yourself in men and it'll only take a couple of strong women to come and tear you down. Do not call me a bitch, that is a word we do not use on each other, a word that slashes at the throat of solidarity and equality. You can hit me, you can attack my family and friends, you can want to kill me but you cannot devalue me. I am mega. I'm Cheryl fucking Blossom and you... Margaret Villagesnatcher, should not have tried me."

Cheryl sets herself just in front of the bandit leaders grounded blade before adopting ballet's 3rd position and beckoning the bandit in.
With a smile the bandit approaches, throwing a right hand at Cheryl's face once within range. Cheryl quickly performs a demi-plie to slip under the punch before pirouetting as she straightens her knees again. Returning once again to 3rd position having taken a single step away from the bandit, dragging the blade under her foot and flicking it slightly further back still out of the leaders reach. From her new position Cheryl returns the smile and beckons her on once more.

With a slight chuckle under her breath the bandit approaches once more, this time the assault was more thorough and complex than a single loosely thrown punch. Approaching with a flying knee strike aimed at Cheryl's chest, the self-proclaimed barbie performed a picturesque backward grand jete to both move herself back away from the oncoming knee but also to throw a quick quick herself once reaching the height of her split. The bandit took the kick as if brushed by a feather and began to throw a combination of strikes which Cheryl took the brunt off of with a wonderful chain of ballet and gymnastics, the strikes however were enough to back Cheryl up enough that she had now stepped the wrong side of her opponents fallen weapon, a weapon that was seemingly the goal since the beginning of the latest flurry of blows as the woman reaches down to grab it as soon as the opportunity presents itself. Now, blade in hand, the woman speaks once more.

"Ya know, all you're doing is pissing me off... making the inevitable ending here all the more slow and painful for yourself. Twirl all you want, I will shred that pretty skin off ya like you're a fucking kebab."

She charges Cheryl with reckless abandon seemingly no fear that the girl could do any lasting damage, she may have been right. She tackles Cheryl to the ground and drives her blade into the earth at Cheryl's side before grabbing hold of one of the bombshell's arm and attempting to force it against the waiting blade. Cheryl struggles with all her might but unable to wrestle free has her forearm grinded against the standing machete, holding in a pained shout Cheryl manages to get her feet up against the woman and push her off, quickly removing the blade from the dirt and throwing it right onto the edge of the cliff from which Lena had fallen.

The bandit charges back again, once more aiming to take Cheryl down and use her size and weight advantage to make this fight eve more heavily in her favour. This time Cheryl sees it coming however and embraces the bandit as she performs a back roll using the bandits momentum as a lever with which to sling her flying onto the ground behind Cheryl who pushes herself onto her feet before cartwheeling and delivering an elbow across the bandits chest as she lay on the ground. The pair then both scramble back to their feet once more and the bandit grabs hold of Cheryl's hair using her grip to throw Cheryl head first into a large rock nearby. Now grounded against the large rock Cheryl looks on as the bandit stands over her, raising a boot to deliver a curb stomp.

 

[Never]

Lena huffed as her body seared with pain. The muscles in her arm burned as she held on to the sword into the cliffside. She grit her teeth and pulled herself up, using her other hand to grab for a jut out rock the she could spot that looked solid and good enough to grip. The Cliff was a sheer drop, not much to grab onto at all. She grabs the rock and gives it a tug, making sure it was stable. She let out out a little breath of relief when it was and relaxed for a moment, able to spread the strain from one arm to two. She looked down quick at her feet. Her torso still felt pain and she did not know if she could still mould chakra to walk up the wall. She brought her knees slightly and placed them against the wall. No. Lena slipped and huffed with a curse.

Instead she would have to find purchase with her feet on some big enough juts. There wasn't much to work with, but using the edge of her boot sole, she dug in and pushed up. She tore her blade out of the side of the wall and used it to help pull herself up.

The bandit charges back again, once more aiming to take Cheryl down and use her size and weight advantage to make this fight eve more heavily in her favour. This time Cheryl sees it coming however and embraces the bandit as she performs a back roll using the bandits momentum as a lever with which to sling her flying onto the ground behind Cheryl who pushes herself onto her feet before cartwheeling and delivering an elbow across the bandits chest as she lay on the ground. The pair then both scramble back to their feet once more and the bandit grabs hold of Cheryl's hair using her grip to throw Cheryl head first into a large rock nearby. Now grounded against the large rock Cheryl looks on as the bandit stands over her, raising a boot to deliver a curb stomp.

TSHINK! The Bandit coughed up blood and stumbled forward, unable to curb stomp Cheryl she steps passed her to keep her balance after being knocked forward. She looked down at the blade sticking out of her chest, just above her right pectoral. It was her own blade, Lena had picked it up from near the edge of the cliff and threw it with some force enough to save Cheryl at the last moment. Lena breathed heavily, arm stretched out after tossing the blade. The Bandit turned to face her, eyes wide, she grit her teeth as blood soaked them.

"Not fucking done with you am I?" Lena grinned.

The Bandit Leader screamed and Lena ran at her, she threw a right punch that she wound up - she knew it would not land, but attempted to put enough strength into it that it would weaken the Bandit's guard. Which she did do, raising her left by her side to block the incoming punch from landing. Lena saw the arm almost give, shaking from the hit. However, even with a sword lodged into her the Bandit seemed to have some adrenaline left in her, throwing a counter punch with her other arm - it smacks Lena across the face. Quick yes, but the blade had definitely taken a stroll on her strength. Lena looks back at her, still smiling.

The Bandit looked worried. Lena performed a barrage of strong but slower punches, the Bandit kept up easily, blocking - but with every block her arms loosened and were knocked away just as harshly. Lena performed a right round kick to her middle torso from the left, the Bandit leader had to block with both arms, curling her stomach away. Poor thing looked shattered. Lena pulled her leg in, but doesn't land, immediately following with a forward kick and smacking the leader straight into the stomach, winding her. She keeled over holding her stomach. Lena grabbed the back of her head with a fist full of hair as she yanked her back up to deliver a punch to her face, but the Bandit raised her right knee and thrust it out to kick her in the knee, kicking it out to the side. She grabbed Lena's wrist that was in her hair and kicked off the knee she just kicked out, flipping in mid air and kicking the underside of Lena's jaw sending her stumbling back and forcing her to let go as her hand is twisted out of the Bandit's hair.

Lena shakes her head to clear her shook vision. A sudden eruption of pain was felt in Lena's abdomen, slightly to the left as a throwing knife had hit her. A couple more came her way and blocked them with her left arm, the blades hitting and digging into her forearm. Lena grimaced.

The Bandit shook her head in disbelief at this absolute fiend just taking the hits. Lena ripped them out of her arm and threw them back at the Bandit one at a time. She had nothing to block them with, attempting to dodge, leaning to the side with the first and then ducking under the second. Lena had used this moment to approach as quick as she could, going to punch her in the face by rearing up, the Bandit raises her arms to block, but nothing hits. Lena slides under her, between her open stance and stands up quickly on the other side, swiping up to grab the hilt of the blade in a reverse grip, twists and tears it out of her opponent's back

"AAAAH!" The leader screams. She was quickly shut up, the blade lodging in her throat as Lena spun around and swung it in there in one swift movement.

Lena breathed heavily as her hair was a mess covering her face. She watched as her opponent gargled and tried to grab at her bleeding throat, the machete deep in the left side of her neck, almost beheading her - stopped by the spine. She was on her hands and knees now, not giving in and falling to the floor. Lena didn't let her anyway, grabbing her by the hair again and pulling her up - she had not give, her arms hanging free and her feet not finding any purchase with the ground. Lena observed her for a moment. Life was fleeting. She rolled her eyes with a huff and just tossed the dying woman to the side.

 

[Never]

This post marks the beginning of my Mission using the following storyboard elements:
- Help a Friend (2)
- Custom: Push through one's own trouble to be able to help another (3)

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After tossing the Bandit Leader to the side, Lena looked around - her eyes locking in on Cheryl. Her legs sticking out from behind the rock she had been slammed against, Lena quickly moved over to her - leaning her hand against the rock for support as she was still breathing heavily. Lena looked down at her, she let out a breath before crouching down - wincing. She placed her two fingers against the woman's neck. Pulse.

It had been a while since Lena had treated someone. She turned the woman over and placed in a comfortable and stable position - she rest her head against her chest and then raised herself back up, on her knees she clapped her hands together and focused her chakra. Nothing.

She grit her teeth. Cheryl looked exhausted, her chakra had probably been drained after she used it to create that replacement dome - it was a strenuous feat. She had also suffered trauma to her head and may have internal bleeding. Lena shook her hands, she couldn't let Cheryl die from chakra exhaustion, and the blow to the head could be doubly bad. She clapped her hands together again and focused. Nothing again. Lena cursed, she was getting frustrated she could not let herself become frustrated.

Lena calmed, resting her hands on her thighs she closed her eyes and focused on her body. All of her. It was like relearning her entire chakra system again, focusing on each tenketsu that controlled the flow of chakra in her pathways. It was like a whole different person's body - though if her connections were torn how could she fix them? They weren't. The strikes the mystical fox masked figure dealt to her were just a guise - very accurate and precise that is tricked Lena into believing that she had been targeted there for a reason. No. It was an Illusion, her brain had believed it so why would it not have happened? She was now in a mental battle with herself and her opponent's disruption of her chakra system. Lena's eyes opened and she looked down at the throwing knife in her gut, this was not enough pain to snap her out of the illusion - it must have been strong. She grabs the handle with both hands and takes a deep breath in before forcing it further into herself, she screams a muffled scream but eventually bursts out loud as she twists the metal within her body, tears rolling down her eyes.

She quickly reaches into her pouch and takes two sealing tags out, placing one on Cheryl's chest and the other on her own. Lena breaths a shaky breath, ignoring the pain she had just caused to herself she performs three hand seals with her eyes closed. Horse, Hare, Tiger. Focus on the paper tags. The Kanji on them spread across both Cheryl and Lena, it was a success. Lena felt something be removed from her, she could feel her chakra normally again and now she was sharing it with Cheryl. It took quite a while, deciding to be quite generous Lena sat there on her knees until she had shared about 400 chakra points with her ally. Lena performs the Tiger, Hare and Horse handseals, ending the technique. She removes the seals and places them back in her pouch.

Spoiler: (Iryo Fuuinjutsu: Setsuzoku no Chakra) Medical Sealing Technique: Chakra Link

Type: Supplementary
Rank: S-Rank
Range: Short
Chakra: 40 (-100 per turn for the user, +100 per turn for the patient)
Damage: N/A
Description: An otherwise simple technique in concept, it stands as a very complex technique. The medical ninja, when facing a patient with depleted or near depleted chakra, will link his own chakra flow with that of the patient, sharing some of his chakra with the patient. Because not all ninjas have the ability of chakra transfer, medical ninjas developed a sealing technique to allow this. The user will take 2 small paper tags with a seal inscribed containing one the kanji for "Donor" and the other the kanji for "Recipient". He will place the respective tags in their place on the chest (one on him or a donor, and the other on the person that needs the chakra) and do the Horse+Hare+Tiger handseal, triggering the technique. The seal on the paper tag will expand and spread across the targets body. The donor seal and the recipient seal are connected to each other and as such make it possible to link both chakra networks. Immediately, the chakra will start to flow from the one with more chakra to the one with less chakra. Without medical knowledge and mastery, one wouldn't be able to link both chakra networks without hurting both targets but without chakra transfer abilities of their own, a medical ninja needs the seal to mediate the transfer. Once the transfer is under way, it can be cancelled by doing the same handseals in an inverse order or let it take it course as the seal has a safeguard to prevent death. The seal will only serve to, at most, equalize both targets chakra levels, never allowing the donor to drop below the recipient. For example, if the donor has 1002 points of chakra and the recipient has 2 points, the technique will end when both are left with 502 points of chakra. A drawback of the technique is that both participants need to have their chakras calm and undisturbed. If one is under the effect of a genjutsu it will pass to the other and if one has natural energy mixed with his chakra and the other is incapable of dealing with it, he will petrify. A big vantage of the technique is that while one needs the ritual to trigger it, once it starts, both parties no longer need to be near eachother, allowing the medical ninja to treat other patients while donating his chakra or even go to another battlefield to help in another front. Additionally, the seal is refined enough to filter Natural Energy and other harmful energies that might be coursing inside the donors or recipients chakra system, allowing the use to cause no harm to either side due to those factors.
Note: Can only be used by medical ninjas with sealing mastery.

She rubs her hands together. Huffing once she yanks the deep throwing knife out of her gut and throws it to one side out of pain frustration, growling as she places her hand over the wound and begins to heal herself before it started spurting out an uncomfortable amount of blood. She rests her other hand above beside Cheryl's head wound, her hand glowing green as her medical chakra began to fix and put Lena's abdomen back together, to normal and the same with her ally's head. Eventually both would be fixed, it was a lot quicker than the chakra transfer.

She wasn't done there however. Once she saw that Cheryl's head was no longer bleeding, she moved her hand over locations she could notice where her ally had been hit, healing her jaw and some cuts and bruises, grazes and also fixing and cracked ribs she had suffered being struck by the bandits. Eventually the green hue around her hand faded and she placed her head against the Barbie's chest again. She was now more stable and the Stitched Horror had a moment of respite, she was still covered in blood but that did not bother her. She recalled to when she first ran into this woman, what she said. She let out a laugh in the form of air blown out through her nose as she took out her waterskin and began to wash and wipe the blood away from Cheryl's face. Cleaning her up as best as she could. She could not really do too much about the state of her outfit however.

Spoiler: ( Iryō Ninjutsu: Shōsen Jutsu ) - Medical Technique: Mystic Palm Technique

Type: Supplementary
Rank: S
Range: Short
Chakra: N/A (2x the amount of damage healed, 200 max)
Damage: N/A
Description: This medical ninjutsu allows the user to speed up the body's natural healing process by focusing chakra onto their hands, forming an aura of greenish chakra which he then sends into a wound or afflicted body part. This allows the user to heal a patient without the need for medical equipment or surgery, making it very useful on the battlefield. It can be used to treat both external and internal injuries. It is vital to match the amount of chakra used to the severity of the affliction or injury. This requires a great amount of chakra control. Because of this, only a few highly skilled medical-nin are able to use this technique. The limitation of the technique is that it cannot regrow missing body parts or remove with poisons or toxins, though it can heal damage by them. Additionally, perhaps its more severe drawback is the chakra cost, which is much higher than any other medical technique. For each damage point the user of the technique wishes to heal, he needs to spend twice as much chakra. Basically, for x amount of damage the user needs to spend 2x amount of chakra to repair/heal. The user can also use this technique on himself and it can be used with one hand or two and even in two targets at a time or while using another technique with the other hand. The speed of the healing is fast but not instant.
Note: Can be used on up to 2 targets.
Note: Can only be used by Medical Ninja.

She would stay with her until she woke up, knelt beside her and looking out for that Masked Shinobi that struck her from before. Was she an ally of the Bandits or something else? Was she even real or just an elaborate attempt to slow her down from helping this woman? She was on high alert, eyesight flicking back down every now and then to make sure Cheryl was okay.

Chakra: 2280 -100 -100 -100 -100 -200=1680.
(+400 Chakra to Cheryl, +50 HP to Cheryl +50HP to Lena)

 

[The Mockingjay]

When Cheryl woke she could remember not what had happened in the build up to her passing out. She didn’t even remember coming to this graveyard of a place at all, last she knew she had rebuilt the dome over her home and sat atop a roof beneath it’s not glittering pink sunlight. She woke with a cough before sitting up and taking in the sights around her with a groggy murmur. The bandit was dead and the pained expression on the fallens face was enough to share a glimpse of the time just passed with Cheryl.

“Ew”

She mutters, through a catch in her throat. She looked then at Lena and smiled, beginning to laugh slightly. She could not think to speak, could not project to sing, could not imagine to feel… so laughter was all she mustered. Inappropriate, yet so desperately deserved laughter. She lay her head back in the dirt and looked up to the sky still chuckling gently to herself as she took in the shapes of the clouds above and looked over at the Crystal dome she could still see in the distance.
Cutting the gentle laughter with a sigh, she reached for Lena, still laying flat on her back and spoke.

“Thank you.”

Cheryl deliberately and jokingly shudders as she says the words, throwing another smile toward her new ally.

“Now I desperately need to get out of these clothes”

Cheryl sits up slowly before pushing herself to standing.

“Whilst you’ve given me a new appreciation for wolf-pack chic… I think I’m probably not ready to live it myself. What will you do now?”

Cheryl says, looking into the distance.

 

[Never]

When Cheryl woke she could remember not what had happened in the build up to her passing out. She didn’t even remember coming to this graveyard of a place at all, last she knew she had rebuilt the dome over her home and sat atop a roof beneath it’s not glittering pink sunlight. She woke with a cough before sitting up and taking in the sights around her with a groggy murmur. The bandit was dead and the pained expression on the fallens face was enough to share a glimpse of the time just passed with Cheryl.

“Ew”

She mutters, through a catch in her throat. She looked then at Lena and smiled, beginning to laugh slightly. She could not think to speak, could not project to sing, could not imagine to feel… so laughter was all she mustered. Inappropriate, yet so desperately deserved laughter. She lay her head back in the dirt and looked up to the sky still chuckling gently to herself as she took in the shapes of the clouds above and looked over at the Crystal dome she could still see in the distance.
Cutting the gentle laughter with a sigh, she reached for Lena, still laying flat on her back and spoke.

“Thank you.”

Cheryl deliberately and jokingly shudders as she says the words, throwing another smile toward her new ally.

“Now I desperately need to get out of these clothes”

Cheryl sits up slowly before pushing herself to standing.

“Whilst you’ve given me a new appreciation for wolf-pack chic… I think I’m probably not ready to live it myself. What will you do now?”

Cheryl says, looking into the distance.

She awoke. And whilst her reaction to the current situation was a curious one, Lena couldn't help but mirror it in some capacity, smirking and letting out a light quiet chuckle as Cheryl laughed. They both looked on toward the Crystal Dome that sat in the distance, before being thanked. She looked back at Cheryl with a slight ponder and nodded - smiling back.

Lena watched the Barbie stand up, exclaiming her need to escape her clothes and it just made Lena shake her head as she also pulled herself up, hand on one thigh as she groaned through her sore muscles.

"Well, it was just a phase for me - one that screamed 'I really don't want to be eaten by these wild beasts'. So I sort of made a forced pact, I'm not usually a pack gal."

She looked back towards Omashu.

"I am looking for some things I've lost, but it's proving difficult." She also thought about the Fox Masked Woman from before, but did not bring it up, "Do you need to go back to Omashu to see to your... family?"

BZZZT. BZZZT. BZZZT.​

Lena's eyes widened before she looked down at her hip, the device she had constructed with the help of Mission seemed to be acting up. Was it broken? She took it out and examined it, the screen lit up and a familiar face popped up onto it.

"Lena. Lena? Oh... you alright? You got a bit of bloo..."

"Yeah I'm okay. Uh... Mission? How did you get in there?"

"Oh well I thought I might as well add a communication relay between the two of us, think of it as like... a radio."

"Uhhhh."

"Nevermind. So I got some news. An anomaly popped up south of here, very south, the Moon Isle in fact. A Giant violet crystal has emerged from the earth, its weird and might prove to be a good resource! It also might offer us some clues, you said Yae has been trying to learn about these strange happenings around the world? she may have gone to see this crystal now that the rifts are kinda old news."

"Old news for you perhaps. I've just about got my head around the idea of these things."

"Well. Could you please recover me some? I want to examine it, might help me develop some new things."

Lena rolled her eyes, "Sure. I'll head there now. Can you fix my bike though? It crapped out on me."

"You need to look after my stuff! It's fine, just be gentle for ****'s sake. Trust me, it's not him, it's you."

Mission hung up. Lena frowned at the device, she didn't know how to feel about being cut off, it was new but - How dare she? She looked back up at Cheryl before tying the device to her hip again.

"Looks like I'm going to the Moon Isle to look at a crystal." She tilts her head, this woman in front of her had crystals coming out of her - a new Element to Lena that was for sure. "You want to meet it? I reckon you'd both get along, might be your long lost brother or something."

 

[The Mockingjay]

Cheryl smiled at the suggestion that this look was a phase and listened semi-intently to what Lena was saying. In the midst of formulating a response to her new friends questioning, Cheryl was interrupted by a noise that was new to her, a beeping buzzer sounded from Lena’s pocket and Cheryl’s face twisted to one of confusion and intrigue as she listened on to the conversation that followed.

The conversation followed a common thread, crystals emerging from the earth, great crystals of violet that called to Cheryl strongly. She’d never seen another who could do what she did, never really seen the true nature of the Crystal that she manipulated… this opportunity was too much to refuse, sometimes coincidence is a frightening thing, sometimes it is a blessing that follows the darkest times.. Cheryl had seen the darkness of this world and would now reach for a chance to see the light of this coincidence.
She began walking off to the south, having heard the direction the talking device suggested this Crystal were waiting. Over her shoulder she called to Lena.

“You know I’m not actually a Crystal right?”

She paused, dramatic effect I guess.

“I just shine like one”

Cheryl continued off in the direction she believed was south, she really had no idea though.
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With this post I extend permission to take my bio travelling with yours

 

[Never]

Cheryl smiled at the suggestion that this look was a phase and listened semi-intently to what Lena was saying. In the midst of formulating a response to her new friends questioning, Cheryl was interrupted by a noise that was new to her, a beeping buzzer sounded from Lena’s pocket and Cheryl’s face twisted to one of confusion and intrigue as she listened on to the conversation that followed.

The conversation followed a common thread, crystals emerging from the earth, great crystals of violet that called to Cheryl strongly. She’d never seen another who could do what she did, never really seen the true nature of the Crystal that she manipulated… this opportunity was too much to refuse, sometimes coincidence is a frightening thing, sometimes it is a blessing that follows the darkest times.. Cheryl had seen the darkness of this world and would now reach for a chance to see the light of this coincidence.
She began walking off to the south, having heard the direction the talking device suggested this Crystal were waiting. Over her shoulder she called to Lena.

“You know I’m not actually a Crystal right?”

She paused, dramatic effect I guess.

“I just shine like one”

Cheryl continued off in the direction she believed was south, she really had no idea though.
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With this post I extend permission to take my bio travelling with yours

"Oh? Could've fooled me." Lena said sarcastically, catching up with Cheryl as she had seemed to already walk off. She guessed that she had no desire to check on the people of Omashu, something else driving her. She would try to learn more on the way there, see what motives she had - though Lena wasn't the biggest talker, she would humour the lady before her. She would also take her to any shops on the way, get something for her if she liked how it fit. They'd also have to hire a boat, Lena knew her way around a ship so offered her services to help sail for a discount.

Travel Itinerary: #115 -> #118 -> #120 -> #043 -> #041 -> #007 -> #036 -> #262 -> #263 -> #261 -> #260 -> #188

Spoiler

Departing #115 Graveyard of Sin at 19:15pm (04/09/23)
#115: 19:15 - 20:15
#118: 20:15 - 21:15
#120: 21:15 - 22:15
#043: 22:15 - 23:15
#041: 23:15 - 00:15
#007: 00:15 - 01:15
#036: 01:15 - 02:15
#262: 02:15 - 03:15
#263: 03:15 - 04:15
#261: 04:15 - 05:15
#260: 05:15 - 06:15 (05/09/23)
Arriving at #188 Moon Isle at 06:15am (05/09/23)

Leaving Landmark

 

[Imperfect]

Coming from #118, Chili Pepper Pass.

This post contains a mission using the following Custom Story Elements.

Find and gather ore to forge a God Slaying Tool. (3)​

Summary: After travelling to the Earthen Badlands Emiya finds an area destroyed by the the fall of Eanna. While old pathways and caves have collapsed, new ones have formed in their place. This upheaval of the land itself brought with it the potential for new ore veins hidden within the region. After searching for a suitable source, it would be a simple excavation if not for the unrest in Irkalla. Before Emiya can complete this task he is attacked by a pair of Arali.

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As he leaves the luscious region to the south the surrounding lands become increasingly desolate, and more akin to what Emiya was expecting of the Earthen Badlands given his prior experience, which admittedly only consisted of Tsuchi Heiho and the Threshold. With this more barren landscape however came the increased chances of finding subterranean systems and caves where he could easily acquire some raw ore and minerals to smith his God Slaying Tool.

As Emiya slowly ascended a surprisingly high point for the region, he got to bear witness to a sight he imagined not many had seen since the Cataclysm. An entire region completely devastated by shards of Eanna, traces of a civilization barely noticeable beneath the impacts of the lunar shower's destruction. This could have been Sanctuary's fate, had the unthinkable not occurred. But with that came new trials and trivialities, whereas everything here simply ceased. Stopped. Whatever activity was present here within the Graveyard of Sin was gone, lost forever. Emiya thought about how Mirabelle was once the leader of this region and it's Village. Had this destruction affected her? He knew she was a frequent presence within Dawnport, but had she returned here at all since the Cataclysm? The plague? His concern for her well-being after this sight only grew. No one walked away from something like this unscathed, musing with the experience of one who had survived something identically life-changing.

But dwelling on the past wouldn't help the present. He had Marzan's well-being to worry about right now. He scanned the horizon and the lands spread out before him, looking for the most likely places to find some veins rich with ore. One such destination stood out, a large splinter of the celestial body jutting out of the lands surrounding it, with an almost crust like formation surrounding it. It was as though the shard had struck gold, and perhaps not figuratively, revealing a pocket that had been divorced from the surface for untold ages. With a flash Emiya teleported directly atop the shard in an instant peering down into the chasm below. It looked promising so Emiya leaned over the edge and entered a freefall and descended straight down into the abyss. Breaking his momentum with another last second teleportation to change the angle of his descent from vertical to horizontal, Emiya made a small orb of glowing blue Prana to help plumb the depths of the schism. Surprisingly there wasn't very much as the abyss was full of nothing but air. Apparently it was hidden for a reason. There was nothing to be mined here, or the Village of Sin would have probably claimed it a long time ago. That's what he got for trying to be a smartass...

Emiya returned to the top of the shard, returning to his admittedly quite simple scouting endeavor. He looked passed obvious spots, and tried to really hone in on something worth investigating. No longer focussed on looking at random holes and chasms, he started looking for proper details. One particular feature stood out. Off in the distance, in a region where it wasn't impacted nearly as much by the moon's destruction raining down on the region he saw the faint presence of tracks. Not large enough to belong to a train, he made his way over there believing it to be the transportation method for some kind of mining project. There was some difficulty in following the tracks to their point of origin as some parts were completely destroyed or buried, but by consistently heading in the same direction, he found it. Tucked away and partially concealed by a shard of the moon, Emiya found a two-story building that acted as a gatehouse and base of operations for a mining company. The sign long since buffered by the elements, and the structure abandoned seemingly with the rest of the region two years ago, it was still his most promising lead. Emiya looked up at the mine's entrance and figured he wouldn't be opposed to a little help in finding some suitable ore. With a string of three seals, Emiya attempted to perform a Summoning, bringing forth one of his Griffin Summoning animals but the Jutsu nothing happened. Not even creating a puff of smoke to indicate the displacement of Space-Time. It was weird. His Prana was still working, so that ruled out external interference. Was Amaymon busy? Whatever was wrong, it was clear Emiya would be alone for this trip.

Spoiler: Summoning Jutsu - Failed

(Kuchiyose No Jutsu: Amaimon) - Summoning Technique: Amaymon[/URL]
Type: Summoning
Rank: S
Range: Short-Long
Chakra: 40
Damage: N/A
Description: The user bites his thumb and wipes blood over a tattoo placed on a body part and slams his hands on the ground to call forth the legendary and mighty Amaymon, the earth emperor, Amaymon is a very large Gryphon and is able to carry a total of five people on his back, he is the exact same size as gamahiro, Amaymon usualy wears silver armor, which protects him from kunai's and basic weapons, as seen in the picture, but what makes him special is his looks his fur/feathers are goldish/silver of color, with the tip of his feathers colored light brown, and his eyes are the color of the desert repersenting his elemental affinity, he has a very interesting body strucutre which is very well build even amongs the Gryphon's it's muscular and just as hard as stones. Amaymon has the manipulation of the Earth affinity, from his birth he trained to master the earth element in Iwagakure and thus he became more accustomed to it, therefore she can use the earth element upto S-rank, without any use of hand seals (counting towards the users moves), and he can only perform his jutsu's while he is on the ground. Amaymon is often refered to as the Earth King, Amaymon.

Note: Amaymon can only be summoned once per battle.
Note: Amaymon can stay on the field for 5 turns per battle.
Note: Can only be taught by the holder of the gryphon contract.

Creating another dancing orb of glowing azure Prana, Emiya descended into the depths of the mine. He kept a mental note of his route, not that it really mattered. So long as he had his Prana he could always just warp out if something unfortunate were to occur. He descended deeper into the mines, paying close attention to the walls. Markings and signs posted on the cave's walls indicated depth and distance from the entrance, as well as the payload that had been or was being mined from these areas. Many C's and S's indicated a high concentration of carbon, so probably coal, and sulfur in the area, but no ores. Emiya was starting to think this was another bust, but he would give it another ten minutes or so. If nothing stood out, he would try elsewhere.

Just as he was beginning to lose interest Emiya noticed that the cave was beginning to rapidly grow wider, and it seemed there was a large cavern ahead. Further more he saw markings that indicated that there could be some iron deposits up ahead. The presence of a warm light and voices also caught his attention. Thinking there were survivors he approached, but immediately snuffed out his light and went silent as he saw a number of unknown beings huddled around a fire, the largest of which he recognized as a Gallu spirit from Irkalla. He'd also fought one in the Dead Rivers before the raid on Irkalla, but it had been under Phetra's control at the time. Still, he couldn't help but recoil at the sight. How could a Gallu be here in the world above when Ereshkigal had sealed Irkalla away to fight the encroaching Void alone. He didn't have to wait long for an answer.

"I still can't believe he's dead..."

"Your belief in something does not make it any less true Asmorú. To believe otherwise makes you as dense as the stuff you are made of."

"Oh shut up Zamar, it's not every day a Champion like him falls. A sneak attack... What disgraceful tactics...
What I'd give to get my hands on the filth who did it..."​

From context the Arali were discussing a death, and an important one at that. Murder of a Champion at the hands of another human. Instantly, and incorrectly, diverted Shirō's attention towards his allies who'd all earned the title "Champion of Humanity" by right of raiding Irkalla, and protecting the world from Phetra's machinations. Had one of them died? It was always a possibility, but without a name he couldn't know for sure. He crept closer, to try and eavesdrop some more when an icy cold chill ran down his spine as a sudden howling gust appeared.

"Perhaps you won't have to wait very long. We have company."

"We know you're there, come out human!!"​

Emiya did as was asked, taking it as more of a request than a threat or command. His dealings with Enkidu and the Arali who had flocked to his paradise tucked away on Kamiyasumi made him less inclined to attack Arali on sight than others might. In fact, he was blatantly casual about the ordeal as he walked into the cavern, casually approaching the group.

"Didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I'm sorry that I did anyway."​

Instantly the two who had been discussing the fall of the Champion stood and let out an intent to kill. Emiya stopped in his tracks, split between believing his approach was threatening and they were threatening him with a display of force. Neither one was particularly preferable to the Hero of Justice. He took a moment to consider his options. The dark-skinned earthly one had to be an Asag, while the other was either a Lilin or some unknown kind, clad in raven black feathers. He couldn't really tell the difference as his knowledge of Arali was limited their cosmetic features and their designated titles and classifications as Arali. He didn't spend too much time getting to know the Arali who visited and fled to Kamiyasumi, preferring to let them live in peace and without his pestering presence. Another gust of wind, and Emiya realized it was coming from the Gallu creating these wind flows as it whispered to it's underlings? Comrades? It was up to something, he could tell that much. As if to confirm his suspicion, Zamar spoke up.

"We would be inclined to believe you were it not for the presence of a weapon on your person that is designed to kill Div-..."

"This close to Irkalla?! Of course it was him!!"​

The Asag Asmorú rushed Emiya with uncharacteristically high speed for what amounted to a sentient pile of rocks, throwing a heavily weighted punch towards the Surgebinder. Without much effort Emiya avoided the clumsy strike stepping to the Arali's side. Though it was slow and easy to see coming and avoid, it held considerable damage, slamming into the ground and kicking up a bunch of debris.

"Hey, hold on just a second, I'm not your enemy. And my sword is... Well that's complicated, but if you just give me a seco-!!"​

As the dust and debris spread Emiya was barely able to notice the far more fatal strike coming at him from behind the improvised smokescreen, a subtle but unmistakable shift in the flow of the air and all the particles with it. Zamar, the winged beast-like Arali used the cover created by Asmorú's punch to go for a sneak attack with his wing. Leaning back Emiya watched as the attack sliced through the air above him, the feathers honed like blades. As the more graceful Arali followed through with his motion, performing a full rotation to bring his wings down Emiya leapt back, barely catching sight of the Gallu sinking down into the ground. At first he thought it was going to attempt some kind of sneak attack, but his spiritual awareness told him it was retreating from the place, though whether out of fear or a desire to get reinforcements Emiya probably wouldn't stick around to find out. If things get too dire, he had no qualms about retreating.

"Whatever it is you think I'm guilty of, I swear, I'm not. I haven't killed anyone, least of all any of the Champions."

"Champions? There was only one, the Burial King, and he lies slain at the hands of a Human!!"​

Burial King? That was Falnir's title. Even though they were forced to fight for the Champions to make it to Ganzir, Falnir's final words were those of encouragement, to liberate Irkalla. He was loyal to Ereshkigal but had to serve Phetra while she was still Queen. He wasn't his enemy, and Emiya definitely wasn't responsible for his death.

"Falnir is in Irkalla, I met him. I was one of the Humans who fought to save Irkalla from Phetra. Ereshkigal sealed up the underworld to stop the Void from encroaching upon reality, so if he's dead I swear it wasn't by my hand."​

Asmorú charged Emiya again, throwing punch after punch. They were more focussed on Tsumukari than the truths he spoke, afraid that the God Slayer in his possession was meant for them. Emiya waited for an opening in the Asag's attacks, then forced his way into the Arali's space, placing a hand upon the craggy, earthen body. With a release of Earth Release Chakra he turned the Asag's body against him, making it all but impossible to even move. Asmorú fell under the weight of his own body, not even capable of screaming out bloody murder as his own lungs were pulled down by gravity's increased effect on his entire body. He scowled as he granted the human that this little trick was an effective way of keeping him out of the fight. For now.

Spoiler: Super Added Weight Rock Technique

(Doton: Chō Kajūgan no Jutsu) - Earth Release: Super Added Weight Rock Technique
Type: Offensive
Rank: S
Range: Short
Chakra: 40
Damage: N/A (+40 if used to add damage)
Description: A more advanced version of the Earth Release: Added Weight Rock Technique, in which the user drastically increases the weight of any object in direct physical contact, but to a much greater extent than that of the original ability. This technique can increase the weight of a target up to 100 times. Under certain circumstances, the technique can be used to increase the force behind attacks.
Note: The weight change lasts 2 turns or until countered.

Zamar saw the trick being used to keep his ally restricted and decided to play things a little more tactically, not wanting to see his wings clipped for lack of a better word. The Arali began to fire off unaspected blasts of Sirris, hoping to lull the human into a false sense of security, or at least distract him long enough for the brawn to get his shit together. He did note that Emiya wasn't taking the clearly easy kill, so perhaps there was truth to his words, but things were too far progressed for talk now. At the least Zamar reasoned that the human might be the type to spare them and leave himself open to something more fatal if it came down to it.

Emiya weaved through the shots, he'd been through much worse and had dodged deadlier attacks. This prompted the Arali to try something more direct. Zamar inhaled, gathering a massive amount of Sirris in his lungs and vocal chords. With a melodic howl, the Arali released a terrifying roar, singing his praises to the Gods above and now lack thereof. Despite the destructive and offensive nature of the action, Zamar's voice was anything but. He was made to sing the Gods praises on the battlefields, yet he and his brethren were never allowed to see the light of day. Not until that fateful day anyway. The day when the skies were torn asunder, and the throne of the creators was cast down from the heavens above. And since that day, despite his treatment at those Gods' hands he still sings in their honor, those who gave him form, gave him life, but never gave him love. It was a ballad of love and tragedy and it was barrelling towards Emiya at alarming speeds.

Spoiler: Massive Echo Assault Skill

(Ototon: Ōkibo na Hibiki Rendan no Jutsu) - Sound Release: Massive Echo Assault Skill
Rank: S
Type: Offensive
Range: Short-Long
Chakra Cost: 40
Damage Points: 80 + 20 (Utukku Passive)
Description: This is a much greater and skilled version of the (Ototon: Hibiki Rendan no Jutsu) - Sound Release: Echo Assault Skill technique in which the user gathers his sound chakra into his throat as he inhales afterwards exhaling as he screams, yells or roars. The resulting effect is a massive shockwave of low frequency, high amplitude destructive sound that levels anything in its path. The biggest different is that the user can control the area of affect of the technique, depending on the range he targets and the angle of the sound waves his sound waves take. 180º to 90º, the technique is Short Ranged. 90º to 45º, the technique is Mid-Range and from 5º to 45º the technique is Long Ranged. If used within a water source it receives +20 damage.
Note: Usable once every 3 turns​

Seeing the attack coming Emiya responded instantly, raising a hand and projecting a seven petaled flower, a seven layered barrier before him. As the soundwaves slammed into the Aias the layers were expended, absorbing the energy used to create the attack. Zamar smiled. He'd seen this kind of thing happen in the past, when foolish humans attacked them, trying to absorb their Sirris. It never ended well. Four petals from the Aias were expended, leaving Emiya with three, but as the seal began to form on his hand Emiya was overcome by an immense amount of pain. It was as though the attack had still damaged him through the Aias. But it wasn't that simple. He didn't start to feel pain until the Jutsu had been absorbed, and the pain was radiating from the seal itself. It was as though the Chakra from the Sound attack was eating through the seal. Emiya dropped the Aias, and expelled the Chakra from the seal, unaware of Sirris' inner machinations or even what Sirris was. He'd sustained damage (40 damage from absorbing 40 Chakra for 1 turn), but was still nowhere near in danger of actually falling.

Spoiler: Rho Aias

(Rho Aias) The Seven Rings that Cover the Fiery Heavens
Type: Defensive/ Supplementary
Rank: S-Rank
Range: Short
Chakra: 70 (-10 per turn if maintained)
Damage: N/A
Description: The strongest defense within the infinite arsenal of a renowned bowman, Rho Aias is also one of the strongest defensive barriers within the Ninja World itself. The user starts by performing three handseals, before holding their dominant hand out in front of themselves, bracing it with their other if they so choose. As they gather and release a massive amount of Chakra, a Defensive Barrier with a seven petaled flower aesthetic blooms in the area before their arm. Each layer of the flower, or Aias is itself it's own independent "barrier", with the capacity to absorb and neutralize 10 Chakra each, for a total potential absorption of 70 Chakra per usage. When an external Jutsu makes contact with one of the layers of the Aias, the layer expends itself, and seals 10 Chakra from the incoming technique back into a seal that forms on the user's hand. The user can maintain the Aias as long as there are petals remaining, up to a max of 4 turns, however this costs 10 Chakra per turn, during which time they can only maintain the Aias, physically move, and perform actions that do not require Chakra. Alternatively the user can choose to cancel the technique at any time, to prevent potentially wasting Chakra once it's presumed intention of intercepting a technique has been achieved.

As mentioned, Chakra from opposing techniques neutralized by the petals of the Aias are stored within a Flower-themed Seal on the user's hand, the design of which varies from user to user, but will always have seven "empty" petals which glow when "charged". The petals have a simple, yet important function, allowing the user to draw out the stored Chakra, and channel it into any of their own Chakra-based techniques for the purpose of empowerment. Each charged petal allows the user to imbue 10 additional Chakra and 10 additional damage points into their own techniques, for a max of 20 damage at 2 petals. Naturally the Chakra of any given technique can only be increased by a max of 10, so utilizing the max allowance of 2 results in an overall loss of Chakra. The charge in the petals last for a max of 4 turns, after which the sealed Chakra dissipates.

Note: Requires Advanced Fūinjutsu, due to the higher capacity for sealing, and creation of a seal on the user's body.
Note: Can be used a max of 3 times per battle, with a 3 turn cooldown between uses. Additionally, after using Rho Aias' barrier, the user cannot perform any other Fūinjutsu above A-Rank for 1 turn.

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Zamar noticed how his gambit paid off. Not only had he wounded the human, it looked as though Asmorú had managed to work through Emiya's little trick. The Arali slowly standing, straining, but smiling with a devilish grin. Emiya's hand drifted towards Tsumukari before he hesitated, clenching his fist. He was not the man they believed him to be, neither literally nor metaphorically. Besides, he could take on a couple of Arali. Or so he thought, until his entire field of view was engulfed in shadow. Asmorú's fist was completely covering his line of sight. Internally the Arali thanked Emiya for allowing him to achieve this rather interesting method. Making one as light as air for speed, which to the Asag was a necessity given his bulkier, slower frame, before shifting his weight back, and even heavier at the last second for an even more devastating strike.

Spoiler: Alternating Weight Method

(Doton: Chōkeijūgan no Jutsu) - Earth Release: Ultra Light-Weight Rock Technique
Type: Supplementary
Rank: S
Range: Short
Chakra: 40
Damage: N/A (-40 if used to boost speed of a physical attack)
Description: A more advanced version of the Earth Release: Light-Weight Rock Technique, in which the user drastically decreases the weight of any object in direct physical contact, but to a much greater extent than that of the original ability. The technique can decrease the weight of the target to virtually zero but the bigger the target, the more time is needed.
Note: The weight change lasts 2 turns or until countered.

(Doton: Chō Kajūgan no Jutsu) - Earth Release: Super Added Weight Rock Technique
Type: Offensive
Rank: S
Range: Short
Chakra: 40
Damage: N/A (+40 if used to add damage)
Description: A more advanced version of the Earth Release: Added Weight Rock Technique, in which the user drastically increases the weight of any object in direct physical contact, but to a much greater extent than that of the original ability. This technique can increase the weight of a target up to 100 times. Under certain circumstances, the technique can be used to increase the force behind attacks.
Note: The weight change lasts 2 turns or until countered.​

Spoiler: Punch

(Kodzuku) Punch
Type: Offensive
Rank: D
Range: Short
Chakra: N/A
Damage: 20 +10 (Asag Passive) +40 (Added Weight Technique)
Description: One of the simplest moves in Taijutsu, the user will simply use one of his hands to deliver a simple punch by clenching his fist and swinging his arm. The user is free to do variations of a basic frontal punch and the technique though simple, can be deadly for strong users.​

Emiya didn't have the time to process a counter. He took the full force of the strike to the face, and was sent hurtling back towards the cave wall. As he made an imprint on sheer stone Emiya's field of view fell where he surprisingly saw a dark glint in part of the rock that had splintered with his turbulent deceleration. Hurray, he'd found some ore. Now he just had to deal with the annoyances he'd stumbled upon to find it...

Walking out from the concave section of the wall he'd created from the Asag's assault, Emiya took a deep breath as trickles of crimson slowly made their way down his face. This had gone on long enough. As Asmorú leapt from side to side, feeling better than ever with his newly discovered potential, and Zamar inhaling for another one of his loving serenades, Emiya clenched his fist tight enough to draw blood, breath still held and said...

"No."​

Spoiler: Sacrifice

(Kinjutsu: Θυσία) Forbidden Technique: Sacrifice
Type: Supplementary
Rank: Forbidden
Range: Self
Chakra: 250
Damage: N/A
Description: Sacrifice is the fundamental technique of the Fighting Style with the same name, and is a Forbidden Technique that allows the user the expenditure of one's own life. The user starts by gathering an extremely large amount of Chakra throughout their entire body, which is then expended to activate the latent energy within every cell, effectively acting as a "limit remover" for the body itself, allowing for the cannibalization of the user's lifespan. This allows the user to access to an additional pool of energy separate from their Health and Chakra from which they can utilize the techniques of the Sacrifice Fighting Style. This "Life Pool" encompasses the physical energy that constitutes their entire life, and as such is equivalent to 10x their Health Pool. If the user has sustained any damage upon activation, this damage is reflected in their Life Pool as straight deductions from the total, and any damage sustained to the user's health is also deducted from this total, following the inner workings of the Fighting Style. Once activated this technique cannot be undone, and remains active for the remainder of the fight it is utilized within. Upon activation the user's body can adopt a cosmetic change, primarily composed of a red aura, their skin becoming a deep shade of red, or streaks of yellow, orange and reddish lightning emitting from their form. This technique can be active from the start of battle, in which case the Chakra from this technique is deducted from their starting total. Regardless of whether it's active from the start of a battle, or activated during it, it's activation is passive.

Spoiler: First & Second Labor

(Gisei: Ἡρακλέους ἆθλοι) Sacrifice: Twelve Labours
Type: Offensive/ Defensive
Rank: B-Rank - S-Rank
Range: Short - Mid
Chakra: N/A
Damage: 40 - 80
Description: The most basic application of Sacrifice and form of Pankration, the user expends a relatively small amount of Life, equivalent to half of the damage they wish to inflict, utilizes that sacrificed portion of Life to temporarily enhance their physical attributes and performs a physical action, or series of actions with the brief window of enhanced abilities. The action(s) is/ are reinforced with the strength, speed and durability of the Life channeled into them, or in other words contain the physical attributes the user would naturally have within that given sacrificed period of time, which for the purposes of Twelve Labours are localized and relatively weak. This results in the action(s) damage scaling accordingly from B-Rank to S-Rank, but also increases the speed and durability of the user's action(s), causing their attacks to be performed at +6, +7 and +8 their base speed (overwriting a speed boost of equivalent nature when applicable), and with inherent durability in the form of 10/ 20/ 30 damage mitigation during the action(s). After an A-Rank or S-Rank usage the user suffers fatigue in the form of -3 or -4 base speed during their next turn or physical action, in addition to an increase in incoming damage of +10 or +20 for the next turn or from an external source of damage they receive, whichever resolves first in both cases. Because of Pankration's universal embrace of offensive tactics and this technique's open-ended nature, the user can incorporate any physical style they know into Twelve Labours, allowing the physical aspects of other techniques from other Taijutsu and Fighting Styles to be performed through Sacrifice, within reason. This primarily manifests in the adaptation of a given's Style's motions, however if the target technique has an aspect to it that can logically be recreated without external input such as Chakra, the user can replicate said aspects within this technique.

Note: S-Rank applications restrict usage of this technique to A-Rank and below for 2 turns after use.
Note: The speed enhancements and durability enhancements do not stack with other increases to speed or durability.

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A simple word, but with frightening implications. In an instant Emiya's body gave off a deep crimson glow, and then vanished from both the Asag and Utukku's sight. Zamar still let out a howl, a raging scream to pull the human from hiding, but he was shocked to find his jaw forced back up towards his skull. Emiya, still clad in a crimson aura, ran straight passed Asmorú and took out the more dangerous of the duo, his brutal Pankration-inspired grab causing the Arali's attack to rebound within his own body. Zamar collapsed, alive but severely damaged, his internal organs shredded by his own technique and putting him in a near critical condition. Emiya looked down on the unconscious Arali and let out that same breath. He coughed slightly, knowing the damage this technique was doing to his body. It was reserved, but damage all the same. In that one small action he had aged a day or two, a week at most. He didn't know for sure. This was still something he was figuring out for himself, but what he did know would terrify most others. All of the potential contained within that time span, all the strength, speed, durability, all of it was condensed into a single point, and honed like a fine edge. It gave him physical capabilities that eclipsed normal physical actions, but in return it pushed him ever closer to his life's end. Despite the risk it worked tremendously. Asmorú saw this and immediately flew into a rage, barreling towards Emiya at equally frightening speeds, but this time Emiya watched the Arali's approach. With a single step he transcended the space between himself and the mountainous man, slipping a foot behind Asmorú's legs, while pushing his hand onto the Arali's chest, clothes-lining the unfortunate soul. With his lightened weight he was most definitely fast, but it had the unfortunate downside of completely removing any impact, at least until the weight was returned to normal, or increased once more. Emiya simply intercepted the attack before it could fully be performed again, making it a simple act to completely interrupt the Arali's attempted attack. With Asmorú rotating wildly in the air, Emiya placed another hand, a palm this time, on the Arali's abdomen, slamming the earthen warrior into the ground with a push, knocking the air out of him.

Emiya looked down at the pair of Arali, satisfied that they weren't currently in a position to interrupt him again. Feeling days worth of exhaustion creep up on him, Emiya took a seat on Asmorú's chest as the crimson aura around him quickly faded. Rude, but well deserved after the shit he had just been through. Taking a moment to catch his breath, Emiya then got everything he needed to off his chest.

"Name's Emiya Shirō and if you want to get payback for this I won't be surprised or hold it against you. You'll be able to find me in the far west, on Kamiyasumi. You're right that the sword I carry is a God Slaying Tool, but I have not once taken a life with it because that's not why it was forged. It's a blade that protects humanity, nothing more. If Falnir is dead, I wasn't the one who did it. Last I knew Irkalla was sealed by Ereshkigal herself, so if you're telling me that not only is the way to Irkalla open, but the Burial King is dead, things are way worse than I thought, and I've got even more important shit to be dealing with that the pair of you. No offense."​

Standing up, Emiya pat the shoulder of the Asag Arali, commending him for a pretty interesting, if simple combination of techniques. He then walked towards the corner of the room where the wall and floor had been splintered, revealing what appeared to be a fresh vein of iron ore. With just a little bit of digging that's exactly what it was. He was full of joy and aches in equal measure as he sent a wave of Prana through the earth, spreading throughout the ore to gather as much of it as possible. Keeping it all tucked away in the Throne seemed like the easiest and safest way to transport it after all. And aside from the painful interaction, Emiya came away from this experience feeling better. Slightly older, but better all the same. As his extraction of the ore finished Emiya looked back at the pair of Arali as they began to stir. That was his cue to leave, cause he really didn't want to fight them if he didn't have to. Even though there were doubtlessly more ore veins to find in this all but abandoned mine it wasn't worth the hassle of fending off individuals who are convinced you are a threat. With at least one leg of this journey complete, he vanished in a flash of blue light, and headed northwest, unaware he was headed straight for a region overflowing with countless Arali refugees...

Spoiler: Era of Gods - Gates of Babylon (D-Rank)

(Kanki: Kigen no Kamigami) – Surge of Evocation: Era of Gods
Type: Offensive, Defensive, Supplementary
Rank: D – S
Range: Short – Long
Chakra Cost: 10 – 40
Damage Points: 20 - 80 (to non-Surgebinders)
Description: This technique encompasses the basic applications of the Surge of Evocation. The Surge of Evocation is the usage of Prana in its raw and unrefined form; whatever this Prana touches is transformed into ethereal energy and transported to the Throne. Prana will neutralize and be neutralized by techniques that possess the same amount of chakra. Similarly it will be useless against attacks of greater chakra and will not be weakened by techniques of lower chakra. However when used on living targets this ambient energy will feel extremely frigid to the touch and induce cold burns on contact or even freeze a target solid for higher ranked applications. D to B-Rank uses will inflict cold burns as well as all of the effects of frostbite. A-Rank uses will cause necrosis of the afflicted parts of the body, making them appear dark purple and bruised to signify the death of cells. Affected appendages and organs will cease to function, becoming completely immobile in the case of limbs. S rank uses will freeze the struck targets solid. In the case of Surgebinders, who are immune to all of the above effects, they will be transported to the Throne when struck by the prana of another member of their clan. Era of Gods can be split into three separate applications, all based on the same principle: constructs, armors, and familiars made of prana energy.

Pride of Gilgamesh – Gates of Babylon
The Pride of Gilgamesh allows the user to produce Prana either from the user’s body or on the battlefield. The Prana can only be manifested within short-range of the opponent if the user is also within that range, in which it must be created a minimum of one meter away. This restriction does not apply if the user chooses to release the Prana from their body, rather than manifest it away from themselves. The energy can be released from the body via various hand signs depending on the user's rank in the clan. This can be done to generate constructs bound only by the rank of technique used and one’s imagination; alternatively the user can simplify the application by creating streams, waves, and constructs of Prana. Manifested Prana is capable of taking solid form, granting tangibility at the user’s volition. Non-projectile uses of this technique are capable of levitating and can be governed through mental commands and a sustained chakra cost. B-Ranks and below are sustained through 5 chakra per turn, A-Ranks and above require 10 chakra per turn. A-Rank and S-Rank constructs will last three turns per usage unless they are prematurely cancelled. S-Rank applications can only be used once every two turns and no Prana above A-Rank in the turn after the deactivation of an S-Rank application.

Embrace of Ishtar – Armory of Akkadia
This variant allows the user to manifest armors, auras, and coatings of Prana around their body. This can be used to enshroud a single or multiple body parts in a layer of colored energy. These defenses can be made to fit the body like conventional armors or enveloping it in a formless manner. The first type can be created with additional limbs and appendages such as wings which enable flight. The user can also constantly reshape it and create small-scale weapons from the body of the armor, though at the cost of one of the user's three moves. It should be noted that these constructs remain attached to the main body of the armor and so act as an extension of it. The second type generates a “flowing aura” that appears to flicker like an open flame. This aura is often made as an upwards column that is streamed into the sky with its base remaining around the user. It should be noted that its power is not split or divided as all of the Prana energy is part of one whole. The armors can exhibit tangibility, although this does not hinder the user’s techniques and their passing which can freely move in and out of the armor per the user’s will. B-Rank and below applications require being sustained with 5 chakra per turn while A and S Ranks require 10 chakra per turn. A-Rank and S-Rank applications can last a maximum of three turns, with A-Ranks usable thrice per battle and S-Ranks twice per battle. After an S-Rank application expires the user is unable to utilize Prana above A-Rank for a single turn.

Divinity of Merlin – Garden of Avalon
The Divinity of Merlin allows the user to produce Prana in the same way as the Pride of Gilgamesh and can be shaped in the same way, limited by rank and imagination. However, unlike the Pride of Gilgamesh which creates static constructs the Divinity of Merlin creates constructs imbued with a limited form of sentience – familiars. These familiars can be created anywhere on the battlefield, with the exception of short-range of the opponent unless the user is also within that range; in this case the familiar cannot be created within two meters of the opponent. This restriction does not apply if the user chooses to release the Prana from their body. Familiars are capable of taking numerous shapes, not simply limited to animals. These familiars are also capable of taking solid form at the user’s volition. Familiars are capable of remaining on the battlefield for four turns. B-Ranks and below are sustained through 5 chakra per turn, A-Ranks and above require 10 chakra per turn. S-Rank applications can only be used twice per battle and no Prana above A-Rank in the user’s next turn after deactivation.

Note: The upper echelon of the clan (Servants and above) are capable of using this technique without hand signs for B-rank and below. A-rank will require two hand signs and S-rank requires three.
Note: The lower tier clan members (Phantasms to Guardians) will require 5 to 3 hand seals for all ranks, decreasing as they they ascend in rank.

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Leaving Landmark. Travelling to #110, Grand Divide.

 

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Coming from here [x]

This post marks the start of a mission using the following elements:

• Find and gather ore to forge a God-slaying Tool (3)

Synopsis: At the behest of Durmaz, Masaki ventures to the Badlands of Earth to acquire ore to prepare a gauntlet which would bind to his very soul.

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The Graveyard of Sin was the home to a profound village, a home to shinobi near and far, known as Tsumigakure. Now, the area was a husk of its former self, with the remnants of the moon crashing down and seemingly destroying everything in its wake. It was almost as if there was never signs of life here at all. All Masaki was able to perceive was massive chunks of moonstone debris scattered across the land, forming what looked like an iridescent maze that became illuminated by the sun's rays. The man could spy debris of buildings mixing in with that of the moon, it was almost a beautiful sight to behold. However, the crashed debris of Eanna was all that could be described as beautiful. There was no signs of life around the area. Not a single person, not a single beast, even the local flora was diminishing from the land; as if nothing could be supported by this desolate wasteland.

The man continued to walk around this natural maze, not knowing where he was going or even what he was doing. He scratched the crown of his head, without a clue of where to start looking for this ore. "Hm, what if..." Masaki pondered the thought of what he could possibly do in this situation. As remarked, he was an artisan so to speak, but his skill with such crafting tools lent itself more in the veil of carpentry, not metalwork. Needless to say, gathering materials was not something he was used to. He continued to ponder about his next line of action, placing his right hand on the walls crafted from moonstone. It was warm to touch, no doubt from the heat of the area, yet the rock felt very dense. It was certainly a possibility to use a chunk from Eanna itself to create the tool he had requested, but there was also the possibility that the rock was not something Durmaz could work with, and whether the density would prove to be impractical. The tool in question was a glove, something that should be durable, but not so heavy as to weigh down its bearer and impede movement.

Masaki's hand traced down the wall made of moonstone onto the ground, rubbing his fingers in the dirt below. Notably, it was coarse, yet soft. A small mound of dirt would easily crumble in his fingers. The inherent softness wouldn't prove to be anything special for the man either. As practical and lightweight as it could make his tool, without durability, it would crumble under any sort of pressure.

He would pause for a moment to think on what limited knowledge he had of procuring materials. What he did know was that ore was mostly found in rocks and had a distinct feel to them, which made specific ores easier to find than others. That was a start. Second was that some ore could be found deep in the earth, hardened by nature itself to become strong and durable.

"Deep in the earth..." it gave Masaki an idea on what he could do. Without any knowledge on where exactly he could find something remotely tangible. If the ground below was soft, yet coarse, the generalised pressure of the earth should be enough to house some kind of ore that was durable. In that moment, he closed his eyes as he brought his hands together to form a single hand seal, slowly as to not further aggravate the scars left on his right arm. A surge of magnetic chakra revelled inside of him and gave clarity into the area. What he could sense was only the ground; strangely the walls made up of the moon did not provoke his senses in the slightest. The man could feel the soft pulls of different polarities in the ground below, knowing that whatever the earth was made up of here wasn't consistently soft and coarse like the surface level. Particularly, roughly 45 meters ahead, he could feel something specific pulling towards him. He noted it to have a unique feeling to it, something he couldn't quite describe but it felt different, more dense than what he was currently feeling. Maybe this is what he was looking for.

Masaki slowly paced over to where this feeling was coming from, standing nearly directly above the substance he could feel. This was the spot, an area that seemed more open than others. He could feel the ore he sought deep underground. He took in a deep breath as chakra reverberated inside of him. In a moment's haste, he placed his hands on the ground, and the earth rose to tower above him by 20 meters in a 5x5 meter square. The pillar of earth towered over his body, where he could feel the ore he sought, somewhere inside. Now, the issue was excavating it.

Without thinking, Masaki placed his hand on the pillar of earth, relatively close to where the ore would be located. With the spot marked, he'd grab an explosive tag and stick it to the wall. With a firm resolve, he took a few steps backwards and with a seal of confrontation, the tag erupted, causing for the rock to crumble and collapse underneath itself. He covered his eyes as the debris crumbled to create a dust storm.
"--maybe that was too much." Masaki said nervously. He rubbed the nape of his neck. The debris did nothing but to cause a mess of the area. Fortunately, not all was lost as he could still sense the ore he sought, mildly damaged but still, for the most part, intact. In fact, he could see the surface of the ore in its entirety. A rock that absorbed all sense of light inside of it, with deep black hue, likened to onyx. It was almost as if the ore itself had taken in the sins of the people who lived here. Fitting.

The ore was still lodged inside the rock, and Masaki had no real idea of how to retrieve it without risking destruction. But there was one thing he could try. Once again, chakra circulated around his body, and with a single seal, he would attempt to melt the pillar erected underneath the ore. The precision of his technique would mean the earth would transform into mud and melt around the ore in a means to dislodge it. It was a feeble attempt, but it worked. A river of mud had formed, carrying a slightly damaged rock of darkness within. It seemed his means of melting the surroundings was a success.

Being careful of the mud beneath, he picked up the ore to inspect the qualities of the onyx-like rock. He could sense it was dense, with a a weight to back up the claim. Its hue was as dark as anyone could expect. Naturally, the ore didn't feel as malleable as he would have hoped, but that sturdiness might prove to be a good thing for the man. After all, Masaki was no blacksmith, and it was up to Durmaz to decide whether his collected ore would be good enough to use in crafting his tool.
"It's solid." Masaki remarked as he slipped the ore into his backpack, followed by a sigh of relief. With one piece of ore acquired, there was two more to collect. Admittedly, Masaki had no clue where he was going to find the next two pieces, nor did he really have a plan. With the doubts in mind, he paused as he brought a cigarette to his lips. Somehow, he'd make his way out of the maze of moonstone and head west, if only, to explore Earth Country further.

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(Jiton: Sessei no Inori) — Magnetism Release: Prayer of Temperance
Type: Supplementary
Rank: C
Range: Short - Long
Chakra Cost: 15 (-5 per turn)
Damage Points: N/A
Description: Prayer of Temperance is a sensory technique exclusive to those with access to Magnetism Release. The user will perform a single hand seal (Ram) and aggravate their nervous system with Jiton chakra, allowing them to access a form of sensory. This is a special kind that makes the user more receptible to magnetic sources. This includes but is not limited to anything metallic (weapons, armor etc.), minerals, the earth itself, any Earth and Lightning Release techniques, and any other elements that branch off from those (including KG/CE). Users can also sense any fluctuations of chakra in these elements as well. Any use of Lightning Release from the user will disrupt the magnetic sensing and prematurely end this jutsu.
Note: Last for five turns.

(Doton: Chidōkaku) - Earth Release: Moving Earth Core
Type: Supplementary/Defensive
Rank: A
Range: Short-Long
Chakra: 30
Damage: N/A
Description: The user slams his hands on the ground and lowers or raises the ground in the surrounding area at high speeds, allowing them to create giant holes in the ground or avoid attacks. The size of the affected area as well as the depths that it is lowered to is up to the user and rasing earth can be done up to 20 meters tall creating a small cliff or they can create trenches that can be as deep as 20 meters. Other than being moved below ground relative to the surrounding surface the terrain is not altered, plant life and people retaining their same positions.

(Doton: Doryū Taiga) - Earth Release: Earth Flow River
Type: Supplementary
Rank: C
Range: Short-Mid
Chakra: 15
Damage: N/A
Description: After forming the needed hand seal (Tiger), the user transforms the ground underneath their opponent into a river of mud that throws them off balance and carries them away from the user. The mud created by this technique can also be used as a medium for the Earth Release: Earth Dragon Bullet technique.

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Ending mission.
Leaving landmark.

 

[Kooljay]

Spawning in.

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Gogeta would awake from his meditation. On his never-ending quest to battle those stronger than himself, Gogeta would seek out a rift to test his skills.

LLM
Graveyard of Sin (115) - 23:40
Grand Divide (110) - 00:40
Touch Heiho (130) - 01:40
Freewind Plateau (104) - 02:40
Hells Depths (101) - 03:40
Devils Ravine (96) - 04:40
Northern Outback (97) - 05:40

 

[Kooljay]

Spawning in with Trunks



Trunks would awake from his meditation. Trunks immediately made his way towards a rift.

LLM
Graveyard of Sin (115) - 08:20
Grand Divide (110) - 09:20
Touch Heiho (130) - 10:20
Freewind Plateau (104) - 11:20
Hells Depths (101) - 12:20
Devils Ravine (96) - 13:20
Northern Outback (97) - 14:20